Mu Hanyan watched Mu Hanfeng’s retreating back, her vision gradually blurring. She didn’t want to always cry, but the love and protection of her family made it impossible to control her tears. Her brother, Mu Hanfeng, always spoke harshly to her, but who could understand his painstaking efforts and the deep love he harbored for her?
Mu Hanyan wiped her tears away, and cherished the Stone Lotus she had acquired like a treasure. She did not need the Stone Lotus now, but she planned to keep it safe. It was the most precious thing to her, brought by her brother who risked his life to get it.
However, Mu Hanyan considered another issue—was Mu Hanfeng’s strength really just that of a Fifth Rank Swordsman? If he were truly just a Fifth Rank, could he have acquired the Stone Lotus? Impossible. So, her brother’s strength must have surpassed that of a Fifth Rank Swordsman long ago. In his previous life, perhaps he claimed to be a Fifth Rank Swordsman just to avoid overshadowing her too much and making the contrast between them too apparent. Realizing this made Mu Hanyan’s heart even more sour and moved.
Mu Hanfeng stepped out of Mu Hanyan’s room, preparing to go to his own room to apply medicine. He thought for a moment, then glanced back worriedly towards Mu Hanyan’s house. He wondered if his tone had really been very harsh, if perhaps he should have softened it just a little, just a bit?
As a result, he accidentally bumped his arm against a pillar, grimacing in pain, losing the cool and impressive demeanor he had earlier. In terms of how they cared for others, Mu Hanfeng and Mu Rui’an truly were father and son, both tsunderes who said one thing but meant another. And both would drop harsh words only to regret and blame themselves afterward. Therefore, Mu Hanfeng had no right to disdain his father for the wrong way of expressing his care.
After Mu Hanfeng left, Mu Hanyan sat down cross-legged again, preparing to continue her cultivation. Her mood didn’t stabilize for a long while. She thought for a bit, then took out the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill her father had given her.
Mu Hanyan opened the Jade Bottle. The unique fragrance of the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill permeated the air. Mu Hanyan smelled it, then immediately capped the bottle again and stored it away.
She knew very well that the reason Mu Feng had relentlessly challenged her, aside from the incident with Yi Qinglian, was largely because of this Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill.
However, the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill was of no use to her. Its quality was not high, and though it could indeed change a person’s innate ability and allow them to cultivate up to the Fifth and Sixth Rank of a Swordsman, with Mu Feng’s talent and current strength, it was possible for him to advance two or three ranks or even reach the standard of a Tenth Rank Great Swordsman after consuming it. But breaking through the Tenth Rank of a Swordsman to enter the Sword Master Realm was completely out of the question.
Of course, for Mu Feng, becoming a Tenth Rank Great Swordsman might also be considered a genius, but to her, it was a meaningless endeavor. Chapters first released on novel·fıre·net
Her aim was not simply to become a Great Sword Master. At the very least, she needed to return to her former Sword Saint strength. Besides, the last mysterious Star Compass that had absorbed the powerful energy from the Heart Rain had already performed meridian clearing and marrow washing for her, and its effect was much stronger than the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill.
Rather than relying on it to enhance her strength, she might as well depend on the Star Compass.
With that thought, Mu Hanyan took down the Star Compass. After absorbing the power from the Meteor Shower last time, the Star Compass had shrunk to half its size, resembling a finely made pendant. It still looked somewhat incomplete, but it was much prettier. She simply decided to wear it as a necklace over her heart.